Weirdest Dream lately :
I dreamed I was on the "other side" when my Dad was passing. I spoke to him and made sure he was okay. Then I woke, and knew he was gone. 30 minutes later, we got the call from the hospital saying that his blood pressure had crashed in the last 30 minutes.
Currently working on :
A BTVS related story called "Long Goodbye" which deals with a member of the Watchers Council being vamped as part of an experiment.
Also completing my nanowrimo effort.
A blog for that outspoken and aggressive member of the Buffy Bulletin Board.
Sunday, July 27, 2003
Sunday Bloody Sunday
I hate Sunday's. Ever since I was a child, when Sunday meant the end of the weekend, a return to school the following day, a compulsary early night, doing all the homework I'd ignored since Friday afternoon, and of course, going to church. In many ways, Sunday was the worst day of the week. In the calandar we traditionally use, Sunday is the last day of the week, but in other calandars, it is the begining of the week. The first day. How much would that suck to have the week start off so badly?
Of course, a lot of people hate Monday for similar reasons... going back to work, Monday morning hangover, the long interminable week ahead. It just seems a pity that the day we have put aside for worship should happen on such an otherwise shitty day as well.
Saturday, for similar reasons to the above, was always my favourite day. It was MY day. When I was young, it was the one day that was totally mine, unencumbered by work, homework or religious observation. It was stay-up-late day. When I was older, it was party night. Stay out until dawn night. Pub day. Sports day. Saturdays were just the best.
So here I am in front of a PC on a boring wet Sunday, while yesterday was a great and glorious sunny Saturday.
I took the family out for a meal yesterday. Went to a nice resteraunt and had what was quite possibly the best meal of my life. I felt like I didn't need to eat for about 24 hours afterwards. I was pleased to be able to get one of my Dad's sisters to come along as well, so although my brother is away at the moment it was a nice familial get together. Ostensibly, we were celebrating my Dad's good news. Included in that, I guess, were the twin results of my getting a new job and coming into some money.
Though I have obviously got debts to get rid of, there were a few things I wanted to do as "treats" with the cash. First, obviously, take everyone out for a nice meal. Second, I want to get myself personal perk. I'm thinking of getting a set of binoculars (for Astronomy, so probably a 7x50 pair) or else the Season 2 and 3 Family Guy DVD's. Will make a decision tomorrow when the shops open.
Sunday, July 27, 2003
